Existential Exterior

The eyes wonder

That is, the back of the eyes wonder

The feet plod

That is, the moccasin shod feet plod

In this way

I have my own out of body experience

Just as yesterday, in the car

Crossing the bridge over the River Trent

The rain falls

Raindrops splash up six inches or so

From the automobile’s shiny black roof

A water and tin symphony, in Lincolnshire

In Yorkshire, Headingley to be precise

The cricket test match is in progress

I sit here, listening

Witnessing my ears ringing, my blood flowing

Soon it will be 4:30

I have backed a one-hundred-to-one outsider

In the Derby; I picked it because of its name

Zabriskie, which reminded me of Pink Floyd

Road Rage

A black Americano

Of the Insomnia blend

On the way to the dentist

To see a dear old friend

Who wrote poems climbing bridges

And poems climbing trees

Now she is a mother

Who lives her life on the breeze

Or so it seems from a distance

To be distant can be a relief

Also to see my daughter

For whom work is her daily thief

The career is what careers you

Takes time when time is all you have

Working to someone others programme

Oh to be at home, soaking in the bath

Interior

Pebbles, in the flower bowl

Grey ones, pink ones

Rounded from stone

Do they talk

From top to bottom 

From inside to out

Do they walk

From left to right

From dark to light

Pebbles, in the flower bowl

Plain ones, speckled ones

Separate, together, alone

Do they drink

Alcohol, or alcohol-free

Ice cold from the fridge

Do they smoke

Regular, or a cannabis mix

As inhaled on Bluestone Ridge

As Well

You might wonder

As well might I, of

The weather in the Tundra

And the Icelandic green sky

You may consider

As well may I, of

The blues of the oceans

And the way lands lie

You could spare a thought

And so could I, for

The whales in the Orkneys

And the fish which die

You should take a moment

And so should I, for

The time and the place

Which pass us close by

 

Sky

A sky blue table
And sky blue chair
A sky blue door
Who might live there

A sky blue sky
And sky blue sea (almost)
A sky blue thought
Hope is here, at the coast

A red blue tanker
Out at sea
A red blue vessel
Anchored deceptively

A red blue ferry
Across the flow
A blue red scurry
For you kind folks to know